He then launched himself into the air, darting toward the Sword Saint.
His presence was like a ferocious beast, tearing toward where they stood. The Sword Saint did not dare to be the least bit careless. He tried to retreat and dodge, but no sooner had he taken a single step back than he sensed a breath of danger—a powerful bolt of lightning suddenly descended.
It struck exactly half an inch behind him, leaving a deep, jagged crater in the ground.
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